I was greeted by a surprising sound on my run this morning — birds singing. For two months, it has been mostly silent except for the sound of cars and traffic.
The quiet was very nice, but I welcome these signs of spring. It won’t be long until my favorite bird starts sounding off — the wild turkey. In the meantime, I hope these songbirds keep greeting me with their beautiful melodies. I remember listening to them during my childhood. The one I always liked hearing was the cardinal. Its distinctive sound always caught my attention.
Same thing is true now of a male turkey’s gobble. Bird numbers in Minnesota have gone up steadily over the last 10 to 20 years, to the point that there are plenty of turkeys most everywhere hunting is allowed. I worried a little bit about how they’ve been doing with the cold and snow we’ve had this winter, but a wildlife biologist once assured me that, as long as they can find food during the winter, they’ll do just fine. With a higher amount of unharvested corn left in the fields, the turkeys have plenty to eat.
Needless to say, I’m getting excited about the upcoming spring season. What’s really cool is that this will be one of the first years in a long time that everyone in my family who turkey hunts will have a license this spring — my three sons, including William, who is going on his first turkey hunt, my brothers, Paul and Joe, and my Dad. Can’t wait to see how we all do!